A good sea story has a nautical disaster, a shipmate gone mad, a monster up from the briny deep, and if none of that, a sailor having a good shag with a dark-eyed beauty in a tropical port. Continue reading →

Chris drank a TruCola and admired the delicate line of Maribell’s jaw and her long black hair falling on petite shoulders. Maribell liked his clean shaven chin and the way his T-shirt stretched across his chest. She was relieved that he sat back and kept his hands to himself. Continue reading →

The Nimitz arrives on the equator and the ancient hazing rituals begin: A beauty contest is held, the jolly roger is hoisted on the flag staff, and throughout the ship Shellbacks begin thrashing the lowly pollywogs . . . and then all hell breaks loose. Continue reading →

Captain Fox is obsessed with making the Nimitz’s cloaking system a success, so he delegates authority over the crew to his executive officer, Captain Brandt. And Brandt wants to keep Captain Fox happy, so he coerces the ship’s medical officer to cover up the problems in the morgue. Continue reading →